Rock All Night

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First I said goodbye to Ryan. Actually, he was still on the phone, so I just mouthed I’m going to go as I pointed at the door. He winced and mouthed back Sorry and I waved gaily and mouthed No problem as I skipped out the door.

I then went shopping real quick. I had it exactly in mind: I was going to wear one of those wraparound dresses, the kind you tie like a robe – with nothing underneath. Then, when he came to the door, I would flash him right there in the hallway with a big grin.

I found the perfect one, a sexy black number, at a boutique near the MGM Grand, and paid with some of the cash Miles had given me. I changed in my room, made myself up perfectly, left everything but my purse, and caught a cab to the Wynn.

On the way I was giddy. This was going to be perfect. I would make amends for all the shit that had happened over the last few weeks… all the fighting, all the jealousy, all the distrust…

My heart was pounding as I entered the hotel. At every step I thought security was going to rush over and tackle me, as though they had figured out the whole ruse to get his room number. But nobody gave me a second look.

Well, that’s not entirely true. I got a lot of looks from nearly every male in the place, which I took as a good omen for how Derek might react.

I found the elevator to the upper floors and got in. It rushed upwards in a burst of speed, but it didn’t bother me at all.

Now I wasn’t nervous anymore.

I was just overjoyed that everything was going to be back to the way it had been weeks before.

The way it had been back in Athens, in that magical night we spent together four years ago.

I got out at the 40th floor and walked until I found Derek’s room. I waited until there was no one else in the hallway, and then I uncinched the ties on the dress. I held it closed with one hand and knocked loudly with the other, then prepared to flash him when he answered.

The door opened.

I froze in utter shock.

A woman was standing in front of me. She was absolutely gorgeous – like Playboy Playmate of the Year gorgeous.

She had long, black, tousled hair. And she was tall. Taller than me by several inches. She was also tanned and thin and toned – and naked.

Well, she was beneath the white sheet she held clutched to the front of her body, anyway.

She looked at me, slightly puzzled.

I stared back at her in complete and utter bewilderment, not a thought in my head except, Huh?

“Can I help you?” she asked politely. She had the most sex-kittenish voice I’d ever heard in my life.

I was just about to answer Um, I must have the wrong room when a voice spoke out from behind her.

It was unmistakable. Low and rumbling.

“Is that the messenger guy, babe?”

Derek.

And in that instant, my entire world crumbled.





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